Mind Games

Did I bite my thumb at you sir?
Did you give me a thought impure?
Helpless am I who is unpluck’d
You enter my thoughts for I’m struck’d
By lightning, by storm, steaming bright.
I want not to be here at night.
Can you see this lust is not right?

Such torture, such pain is down there.
For cursed you are with no care.
With this trap and this dooming choice,
I have fear of losing my voice.
The game we did play, you were away,
A way to my mind by your say.
Now come for me, this time to stay.